#shayne topp imagines

[random-imaginess]

i’m obsessed with ur work rn omg :o can you please write a shayne x reader fic where it’s their first halloween together and they’re just indulging in all the mushy couple activities? like matching costumes, scary movies, pumpkin carving, sweater sharing, all the sweet cozy fall vibes? thanks so much! <3

Hi!! Thank you so much for sending in a request, and I appreciate your comments so much! I’m sorry it took a little bit to get posted. (Tumblr is being a pain and not letting me post things directly from my computer so I have to jump through hoops just to get these to post, it’s so frustrating!) I really hope this meets your expectations. There were so many ways I wanted to start this and so many options of what to focus on, I couldn’t decide! I do plan on posting another version of this that will capture more of a cozy couple-y vibe! And it will be longer! But I hope you like this as well!

Not to be dramatic or anything, but Halloween was THE best time of the year, and to say that you were excited to finally be able to start decorating for it would be an understatement. If you had it your way, and technically you could have, you’d keep your place decorated in a spooky aesthetic all year round! Or at least fall themed, though either option would be equally valid. This year particularly, though, you were even more excited because you were able to spend it with your boyfriend, Shayne. You and him had been friends for a little short of a decade so it wasn’t even close to being the first year you two did something together, but this year was different because you were a C O U P L E and it just hit different.

Practically since after the 4th of July you were in plot mode, having a serious conversation with him about what you were doing for Halloween. It was important to know what you were going to dress up as, and it was vital to get ahead of it so you had time to get on the same page about what you were doing. Costume parties were going to be starting soon, and you had to be ready! You had both talked about options; going as a salt and pepper shaker, Mario and Princess Peach, Morticia and Gomez Addams, or more cliché, Barbie and Ken (though Shayne would most definitely be an Allan)!

“We should go as a cat burglar!” You exclaimed out of nowhere, startling Shayne a bit as he adjusted a leaf garland he was hanging up. “What?” He chuckled. “For a matching costume idea. We could go as a cat burglar! I’d be a cat and you a burglar and together we would be a cat burglar!” You raised your brows, enthusiasm sketched all over your face like it was the most brilliant idea. “Say cat burglar again, I don’t think you said it enough times,” he teased playfully. “That would be pretty funny, though.” “Or OOOH!! Pennywise and Georgie! Wouldn’t matter who would be who!” Shayne just laughed, watching you go back to placing plastic pumpkins on the mantle above the fireplace.

“I think the best part of this costume planning is going to be watching you get all excited about what idea to go with,” he laughed again. Shayne’s ideas were more subtle, which was great too. You didn’t normally go crazy about the dressing up aspect of it, but this year you wanted to do something special since you had someone to plan this sort of thing with. And you appreciated him being such a trooper about it! “It feels weird getting this amped up about costumes because normally I would prefer to just stay in and have horror movie marathons, which you can expect we’ll be doing because you can’t not do that during the spooky season.” “Yes, of course. Though technically spooky season isn’t until October..” “That’s up for debate,” you retorted quickly, getting another laugh out of him.

“Spooky season should always happen directly after the 4th, just like they do it with Christmas after Thanksgiving. But TECHNICALLY, spooky season gets started August 1st because that’s when all the fun things start, like horror nights and spooky conventions.” You let out an excited squeal as you hyped yourself up all over again. “So many fun things are starting!!”

After finishing up the decorations, your placed mostly decked out with fall themed items; apple cider and pumpkin spice scented candles and black cats and garlands everywhere, you were very pleased with how it all turned out. Standing next to Shayne, you wrapped your arms around his waist and marveled at both of your work for a few moments. “It looks like a Spirit Halloween store threw up in here.” “I know, don’t you love it?” You grinned. Shayne wrapped his arms around your shoulders and squeezed, giving you a long hug before breaking it.

Thinking about what the next couple months were going to bring brought you so much joy. You were anxiously awaiting for the colder weather to kick in so you both could snuggle up on the couch with hot drinks and a crackling fire while you watched scary movies. You were excited for when you could carve pumpkins, make halloween goodies together, experiment with spooky themed bread because you knew Shayne would enjoy the hell out of that! There was so much to look forward to and you couldn’t wait to share this all with him.

#shayne topp imagines #shayne topp x reader #shayne topp

[carlyyyyxbishhop]

Love me like I haven't changed // Shayne Topp // 1

Okay so hi, long time smosh fan lmao. I used to write stuff for bands back in like 2014-2017 but I stopped for some reason. Recently I kinda wanted to get back into it... so I started writing this. Idk if you'd count this as a fanfic because idk how long its gonna be.

Tbh I got an idea and just started writing so I'm gonna post parts 1 and 2 tonight. Lemme know if I should continue writing because I'm slightly hesitant.

part one // Kate

I bounced my right leg anxiously, out of habit I guess. The waiting room was a sterile white, littered with magazines and children’s toys. But I’ll never forget the smell, funny that. It smelt like pure vomit, there’s no other way to describe it.

I stared at the poster on the wall in front of me, it said something stupid like keep hanging on. I rolled my eyes and looked toward the reception desk. A woman was sitting filing her nails with her airpods in, obviously making great use of company time. I looked to my right as a door opened. 

“Kate?” He called out into the room as if I wasn’t the only person sitting in the waiting area. I stood, flashing him a small smile, before following him into the small room. To say the office was small was an understatement. I took it in quickly before finding a chair in the corner near the window.

“Hi Kate, I’m Charlie. It’s nice to meet you.” He started as he sat across from me. I cleared my throat before I spoke, not realising I hadn’t spoken a full sentence in over 48 hours.

“Hi, nice to meet you too.” I watched as he grabbed a small notepad from the table beside him.

“Kate, I know your mother was adamant that you come to therapy but if you’re not ready you don’t have to be here. I just want to let you know that before we start.” He looks over at me, he can probably already sense I’m hesitant.

“No it’s fine, if I don’t come to the appointments she’ll keep harassing me until I do.” He nodded slightly and wrote something on his notepad.

“Okay well, just know you can back out at any time,” He offered a smile that I returned, “So, uhh, if you don’t mind could you tell me a bit about yourself?”

“What, like my job and stuff?”

“Well if that’s what you want to talk about, then yes we can start with that.” I think for a second.

“Do your clients usually go straight into their traumas?” He furrowed his eyebrows at the question.

“Not particularly,” He starts, “Usually they start with simple things to get us started.”

“Oh right,” I say slightly embarrassed, “I’ve never been to therapy before if you can’t tell.” He smiled.

“Why don’t you tell me a bit about yourself, some hobbies, work… maybe friends?” He offers some starting topics.

“Well, I’m 29 and I’m currently on mental health leave from my job. Mostly because I stopped going to work about 3 weeks ago and stopped answering their calls. Eventually they called my mother because she’s my emergency contact and she made up some bullshit about my Dad dying.” I slightly rambled.

“Did you stop going to work because of your father?” He asked hesitantly, almost trying to predict the reason.

“No, he died years ago. I just kind of lost interest in life when my ex left.” I gulp down the ball in my throat and reach for my water bottle as a distraction.

“Oh right, your ex… was he a big part of your life?” He looks down at his notepad as he makes some notes.

I laugh slightly, “I guess you could say that, we were together for five years.”

“Wow, that’s quite a long time. It’s normal to be upset when going through a breakup.” He tries to reason.

“Is it normal to lay in bed for weeks after a breakup?” I try to find the novelty in it.

“In extreme cases… yes. It can be perfectly normal to have a negative reaction when someone breaks up with you.” I tense slightly at his words.

“See,” I gulp down another lump in my throat, “He didn’t break up with me… he left me.”

“Right… and do you know why he did.” I laugh slightly and look toward the window.

“Yes.” I say shortly, holding back the tears threatening to spill.

“Did you want to talk about it?” He asked, almost unsure if he should. I shook my head no.

“Okay, well why don’t you tell me about him?” He asked.

“What do you want to know?” I looked back toward him and tucked my legs under myself, getting more comfortable on the lounge chair.

“Why don’t you start from the beginning?”

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[luckyyluka]

Tomorrow

Shayne Topp x gn!reader

Summary: You're playing Love Is Blind for a Smosh video, and you seem to have more similarities than you thought with someone else at the table...

Requested: "A Shayne fic, based on the last games video? Love is blind where reader is part of cast or crew and trying to answer all the questions to get Shayne?????" from Anonymous !

Notes: NO use of y/n. AN - I hope I did this justice! I personally really do Not like how it turned out, but I worked on this for literally days trying to fix it, i thought about re-doing it but I just really couldn't figure out how to put into words the vision I had :/ But I hope you guys like it atleast! I thought that maybe I'm just being my own worst critic right now, so I figured I'd just post it and see where it leads.

Please let me know what you think! And my inboxes are always open if you have any other requests, any thoughts, or just wanna chat :)

Credits: dividers by @cafekitsune

Trigger Warnings: None.

it was one video.

one stupid little video.

but it changed everything.

courtney dragged you from your desk chair and over to the studio. "i'm not even scheduled to be in this video, court!" you protested.

"yes you are! there's been a change of plans," they said with a smile, "amanda can't make it, so you're filling in!"

you groaned, "okay, okay!" you pulled away from her with your hands up, showing that you wouldn't run if she let you go.

the smosh games table was surrounded. angela, empty seat, arasha, chanse, spencer, empty seat, and shayne. you and courtney took your seats, filling the two unoccupied chairs - yours between chanse and shayne, and courtney's between angela and arasha. you gasped when you saw the cards on the table.

"love is blind! this is one of my favorite games!" you said happily. everybody giggled and you didn't miss the way shayne curled his lips up at you with that sweet smile of his.

"okay, let's get started. before we start the video, does everybody know how to play this game?" courtney asked the table. everybody nodded. all of us had already played at one point or another when hanging around at the office.

they gave us the signal that we were recording, and courtney didn't hesitate to start the video.

"i'm here to find love. and we all are here to find love," courtney began, almost awkwardly. "have you watched love is blind? no? doesn't matter. we're gonna play it today and we're gonna show you what love is all about," she said with purpose, despite slurring their words just a bit. they continued on to explain how the game works to the audience.

you couldn't help that your eyes kept wandering to shayne, and you hoped it wouldn't be too obvious, atleast to the camera. but shayne knew you. and he met your gaze every time he caught you staring. he smiled at you. sometimes even giggled a bit. one time, he had even winked, which got a big laugh out of you. the outburst had gotten you in trouble, though, so he made a mental note to not do that in the middle of a video again... despite how much it amused him.

this time, however, he was all in. he mouthed words to you that you weren't sure you translated correctly.

i am... going to... marry.... chanse...?

well, maybe you were right on that one. he would pull something goofy like that for a video, no doubt.

part of you was tempted to bite back, foil his plan and convince chanse to marry you instead... but you decided to see how the game starts before figuring out your game plan.

once courtney had finished the intro of the video, you spoke up, "i'm so ready to be married," you looked around the table, the faces of your friends all ready to play the game, "i'm just, like, ready to meet... the one, you know?" you exaggerated a smile.

"he's out there," arasha responded with a nod.

"or she," you added.

"or they," chanse blurted out with a happy-go-lucky smile on his face.

"this is so exciting," angela clasped her hands together and repeated, "this is so exciting."

"i like that you did that twice," courtney pointed at angela, and angela pointed back with a nod.

"so who are our contestants today?" courtney smiled as they looked around.

before anybody else could speak, chanse went ahead with his introduction. "hi, i'm chanse. i'm twenty-two years old." okay, so we're going for characters today. "i'm here to find love, i'm looking for someone to laugh with," his smile stayed wide as he spoke, "i'm looking for someone who i don't get into fights with, we do not yell," he stated.

"good luck, honey," angela laughed, and so did the rest of the table. all except shayne, who seemed to be... getting into character? maybe?

but to your surprise, he was the first to speak up next. "hi, i'm shayne. i'm thirty-two, and i work in d-" he stuttered, "digital media." he flashed a goofy side smile, the same ones that guys make when they're trying too hard to flirt.

he continues, "and i do believe that love is blind... i've had a lot of bad luck in the past, but you know..." he chuckles, "that's okay. that's - it's... not my fault," he gives an almost painful smile to the camera.

"oh -" courtney replies, shocked. the rest of you laugh.

"it's okay," shayne repeats, but this time, he mimics putting eyedrops in his eyes. everybody cheers with a little more laughter, "it's just... it's just been really hard," shayne continues before laughing along.

aside from the dramatics, you noticed that shayne didn't seem to be playing a part like chanse was. you'll investigate that later...

soon, courtney changes the subject, deciding it was time for her to introduce herself next. "hi, i'm courtney," they say in an excitable tone, "i'm twenty-one years old," she giggles.

another character.

"i have been dating for too long," she says as she explains that she's ready to settle down.

"incredible," angela slurs her words as she holds up the wine glass in front of her. a character.

finally, you introduce yourself. you give your real age instead of a fake one, but you hadn't decided just yet if there was any character you'd be playing.

next, angela held up her empty wine glass again, "hey, i'm angela, i was the one who was overserved by a couple of p.a.'s in the back," she slurs. "i work in media digital, and i also have a fabric brand that i'm trying to soft launch..." she smiles as she fakes intoxication, "but i'm here for love!" she clarifies..

"hey everybody, my name's arasha," the spotlight shifts over to arasha, who speaks in a sickly sweet tone of voice, "i'm twenty... just turned twenty," she smiles innocently.

"okay, she's the youngest at the table," you say tauntingly. arasha gives you a look that says 'watch it,' but you only giggle in response. "also, you can't drink, someone take that wine glass away from her!" you point across the table accusingly.

angela attempts to reach over, but feigns drunkenness and can't seem to reach the glass in time. arasha swipes it, "we're filming this in europe," she clarifies loudly. all of you give each other looks that say 'we are not letting that slide' as you laugh together.

arasha continues in the same exaggerated voice she was once using before, "i work in graphic design, and i do believe that love is gay."

you, chanse, and courtney all gasp before laughing along, "it's blind," chanse says loudly.

"excuse me," arasha apologizes as she sits up straight.

now that introductions were finally out of the way, angela decides to start the game. she reads from the first card she picked up. "'what might be on your bucket list? a, climbing mount. everest. b, starting a family. c, becoming financially independent.'"

"you sound hot, arasha says to angela, as if she can't see her... like there's wall blocking the two of them from seeing each other. "are you sleepy?"

instead of responding, angela just says, "the rosé they have in the girl's room is crazy!"

"that's not rose, honey," you say to angela, and courtney continues, "that's toilet water..."

arasha and shayne laugh along as chanse organizes the cards on the table again. as he does so, angela speaks in her own voice again, not the overexaggerated drunk voice, which proves her to be sober in case her acting was a little too convincing. "my favorite on this show is the difference between the girl's rooms and the boy's rooms, where the girls are always journaling and doing yoga, while the boys are always playing pool."

courtney agrees, "always playing pool!" they exclaim, and arasha nods her head in agreement.

you look over to shayne, laughing to yourselves as you acknowledge that neither of you have watched the show... and might possibly be the only two here who haven't.

finally, angela flips over her card to get the game back on track. "i voted for financially independent," she announces as her card has a large c in the middle.. she flips over five more cards, all from the rest of you, and reads them aloud.

c, b, c, b, b. one point with chanse. one point with shayne.

courtney and arasha raise their hands as they twirl their hair, letting angela know that they matched with her. you, however, placed a b, meaning that you voted for starting a family.

when you go to grab your card from the middle, shayne goes to grab his at the same time. your hands brush against each other, reflexively looking at each other before you quickly averted your gaze to look anywhere else but him.

as chanse grabs his card, his voice lowers about three octaves as he says, "i care about families..."

shayne continues his joke, "i'm vin diesel, i care about family." and the three of you laugh together, while the other three at the table don't seem to be listening.

"okay but what about mount. everest?"

"that's stupid," shayne says as the others talk.

"climb it!" arasha says again.

"are you sure?" courtney asks arasha.

"that's fucking stupid," shayne says again, and you laugh with him, both of you looking at each other with creased eyes and big smiles, while everybodies attention seemed to be on angela.

"you guys ever heard of the climb by miley cyrus?" arasha announces, which brings more laughter from you and shayne, while also getting some giggles from the rest of the table as well.

moving on, arasha grabs a new card and begins to read it out loud, "'how often do you read? a, do articles online count? b, i pick up my book, but end up watching tv. c, i'm a total bookworm.'"

once everybody makes their decisions and puts their cards down, arasha continues. "i have to tell you the truth, i pick up my book..." she turns her card over to reveal a giant b on the face of it, "but i end up watching tv."

everybody gasps, and chanse turns his card over to show another b. "i also pick up my book, but end up watching tv..."

courtney repeats the line again as she flips her card to show yet another b, then follows angela as she slurs on her words a bit, also adding in a little mention of her fabric company.

finally, you flip your card to show a c, something different than the others had, and say, "i love reading, what can i say," you smile.

shayne flips his card to show a letter matching yours, "i also love reading. i read a lot," he flashes a smug smirk on his face.

second point with shayne.

"what's your fabric?" courtney asks angela.

angela responds with a name she just made up in her head, '1-800-fabrik-girlie', then proceeds to double down that she's only here for love.

arasha looks to the camera, and as if it's a confessional, and says, "honestly, if i have to hear about the fabric one more time, i'm going to lose my shit. also, this girl consistently drinks toilet water."

everybody laughs, then angela straightens up and plays her confessional. "if i have to hear this girl brag about being the youngest here again, i'm going to lose my mind. also, she doesn't know i'm putting tequila in the toilet water."

without skipping a beat, shayne turns to face the camera for yet another confessional. "i can't see them but i can tell that they're all idiots."

the group of you laugh together, and you fall into shayne with your head on his shoulder as giggles escape you. he almost embraces it before he can think. he loved your laugh, he loved when you doubled over, hiding your face in his shoulder or at his chest while he laughed along with you.

but you were filming, and this wasn't a time where he could test how far he could go when touching you. normally, he'd put his arm around you, pull you in closer, tease you while you laughed. maybe he'd even trace his fingers along your arm and see if he can feel the chills rise on your skin in response. and he usually could.

the video continued on, and you laughed with the rest of the group, but what stood out to you were the little moments you and shayne had when nobody else was paying attention. the jokes and jabs you both would say. when nobody else was listening, atleast shayne would be.

a while into the game and courtney was proposing to angela. everybody checked their points out loud, and when it came time for you to read yours, you realized that you had a whole ten points with shayne, whereas you only had a maximum of seven with the others. shayne also noticed this, but gave it a few more rounds before deciding how to proceed with his game.

a few more questions pass by, and after getting another two out of three points aligned with you, shayne stood up.

"i would like to propose," shayne said dramatically. everybody gasped. your first thought was chanse. after all, he did say he was going to before the game even started. and shayne was never one to be too serious. you looked next to you, smiling at chanse... but shayne didn't say his name. he said yours.

quickly, you turned around to shayne where he was already on his feet, ring in hand, ready to get down on one knee.

as much as it made your little heart actually do flips, you kept your cool, gasping exaggeratingly for the sake of the video. "me?" you exclaimed with a beaming smile.

you got up and fluttered over to shayne, "well i'll be, this can't be true! mother, i've found me a male suitor," you looked somewhere behind the camera, waving to your imaginary mother in the crowd.

shayne winced with a laugh, as the rest of the group exaggerated their oooh's and ahhhh's.

finally, he knelt down on one knee and held up a plastic ring with both hands. he called your name, "will you marry me?" he asked dramatically.

you felt the blush that tried to creep onto your face. 'it's just a video,' you reminded yourself. but that only helped so much. you laughed, nodding in response. "oh, by golly! i'm getting married!" you said as if you were a woman on a 60's black and white television show. you curtsied your imaginary dress and let shayne place the ring on your finger.

"24 karat," shayne said as if he was trying to convince you, and you giggled.

"i wouldn't have accepted if it wasn't," you winked, playing as if you were only after the money.

the rest of the video played out as can be expected, with lots of jokes, laughs, some yelling and screaming, and more.

when everybody started to pack up to head home for the evening, shayne found you fairly quickly.

"hey..."

you looked up at him, "hey," you smiled sweetly.

"the video, uh... it was fun," he started awkwardly.

shit, what happened? you must have done something wrong. fuck. abandon ship, abandon ship!

but you only nodded, "yeah."

"well i was, um, thinking... i mean, i know it's just some silly card game, but the way we kept getting the same answers so many times got me thinking..."

you stopped putting things into your bag and stood up, finally coming face to face with him. "what?" you asked, urging for him to continue.

"i just mean.. well, i've never felt more myself than when i'm with you. it's been like that for a while, but i didn't really let myself think about it for too long... until now. and i've always had this feeling of wanting to be closer to you, i guess? and... ah, fuck," he tried to continue, but gave up. he couldn't seem to find the right words.

you were about to speak up, to encourage him to keep going, that he was doing great. but before you could, his hand rested on your waist and he gently pulled you towards him. his lips met yours and your hands went up to meet the sides of his face. his other hand met the other side of your waist, and the feeling of his thumb brushing over your almost-exposed skin where your shirt began to ride up sent shivers down your spine.

when you finally pulled away, his lips followed yours before he finally pulled himself away, too. your eyes met, and you couldn't help but notice how pretty his eyes were - especially from where you currently stood - and you never wanted to be further away from them than this ever again.

your foreheads rested against each other when shayne finally broke the comfortable silence, "can i maybe take you on a date sometime, my fair lady?" he poked fun at the 60's television woman that you played earlier.

you giggled. "i'd love that," you smiled before kissing him again.

"let's hurry, i've got to go and tell momma before it gets too dark out! oh, she'll be worried sick!" you feigned, grabbing your bag as you dashed through the office and out the door. shayne hurried to keep up with you, laughing as you both raced to his car.

the two of you usually carpooled to and from work together, since you only lived a few streets away from him.

on the way back to your place, the car ride was full of laughter, music, obnoxiously loud singing, and sometimes even subtle skin-to-skin contact that sent shivers through you (and him).

finally arriving at your apartment, you got out of his car and waved goodbye. you both said goodnight to each other, and you lingered at the car window for a moment as you hesitated walking away.

"tomorrow," shayne shouted with a small smile as you were almost at the door.

you looked behind you, "tomorrow!" you shouted back before closing your door and locking it.

you smiled wide with your back against the front door, and you sighed happily. a million thoughts were already running through your mind, what would you wear? what time? should he pick you up or meet you there? but only one of your thoughts stood out the most.

tomorrow.

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[sassylegshayne]

buff baby

hi hello I'm finally gonna start talking ab dad!Shayne!!! this man has me in such a chokehold and the thought of him with a mini him makes me want to explode. idk if I'm gonna make this a series or anything, but I'll probably be posting more dad!Shayne soon 🫣 I hope y'all enjoy and lmk what you think!! mwah xo lees

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Standing silently in your bathroom, staring down at trio of positive tests, an idea popped into your mind.

Your smile spread wider as you wrapped your arms around yourself, the smell of your boyfriend still lingering on the sweater of his that draped off of your shoulders. It felt like your heart was about to beat out of your chest, your stomach filled with butterflies.

You glance to your phone, realizing Shayne would be home shortly, shocking you back into reality. You're quick to shove the tests back into their box, and then shove that box far, far into the back of your dresser drawer.

For the first time ever, you're really hopeful Shayne doesn't try and keep up with the laundry.

"Honey, I'm home!" Shayne called out playfully, wandering through the front door, setting your nerves on fire.

You jump a bit as he bursts through the doorway to your bedroom, quickly grabbing your waist and pulling you into him. You can't help but laugh, letting your head rest against his chest as he holds you tightly, pressinga soft, chaste kiss to your forehead.

"Hey, baby." He began, the nickname that normally comforted you now had your heart in your throat as you look to him with raised brows.

"I love you, this is really nice and don't wanna nterrupt it, but I might shit myself if don't." You couldn't hold back a small groan as you roll your eyes, shoving him away playfully as he chuckled, a grin on his face. Shayne grabbed at your hands, quickly pulling you back to press a peck to your lips before heading into your bathroom.

You couldn't help but laugh softly at the thought on your mind- that's the father of your child.

"Might wanna light a candle, I'm sorry!" Shayne called out, laughing.

"I can't be the dad because that baby has one blue eye and one brown eye, just like her ex!" Shayne yelled out, slamming the card on to the the tabletop as everyone cheered him on.

"And another thing," He continued through laughter as you gave him a faux shocked look. "She just wants me to be the father because I'm a YouTube celebrity!"

"Are you gonna take that, Y/N?" Angela called to you, perched on the edge of her seat as your group was nearing the end of the game.

"Fine, I didn't wanna do this to you, Shayne, but..." You laid down your card slowly, keeping your eyes on the man sat across from you as the room grew quiet. "The lie detector test determined that is a lie."

Shayne gasped, placing his hand to his chest before moving his popularity down on the board, the final blow of the game.

"Okay, and with that, we are ready to look at our test results, so if everyone would pass their packets to the person on their right." lan called out, Shayne leaning forward to hand you his as you passed yours off to Angela.

You slowly went around the group, everyone exaggerating their relief at not being the father. You tangled your fingers with Shayne's, gripping his hand tightly as Angela pulled your card.

"Y/N.. you are... not the father!" She squealed out, hugging you quickly as you grabbed Shayne's packet from your lap.

"Shayne.. I think we know how this is gonna end.." You began, laughing softly as you glance around, everyone else ending with the same result as you.

He nodded solemnly, taking a deep breath as he sat back in the seat. "I'm ready..."

You tried your best to hide your shakey hands as you pull out the card, the bright red box staring back at you.

"Shayne, you are going to be a father!" You called out, Shayne immediately jumping from his seat. He began storming off set quickly in a fit of exaggerated yelling and anger.

"Wait, what?!" Angela screamed out, her eyes wide as she registered your words.

"Did you say...?" lan began, the grin on his face was unmistakable as everyone began piecing it together, while Brennan was still following your boyfriend on his faux rampage.

You feel arms wrap around you tightly as Courtney and Angela begin to congratulate you, your cheeks blushed brightly as Shayne's yelling can be heard from off set.

Shayne chuckled as he cut the bit, turning to the camera behind him, the man behind it giving him a confused look.

"Did.. did you hear her?" Brennan asked, his brows furrowed— Shayne was way too calm to know what was happening.

"Yeah, I.. oh, fuck!" The brunette spoke, his blue eyes wide as he finally processed your words, sprinting back through the doors just as quickly as he left.

You barely have time to register his return before you're swept off your feet, finding yourself in a fit of laughter as you cling to Shayne's biceps.

Shayne felt like his face was about to split with just how big his grin was. He couldn't help but pull you closer, peppering your face with kisses before finally setting you back on your feet.

"You're serious, right?" Shayne finally asks, a bit out of breath from all of his screaming and running, his eyes searching your face as his hands gently cupped your cheeks.

"Yes, I'm completely serious!" You speak, barely able to contain your laughter as Shayne wraps his arms around you again, squeezing you gently against him.

You quickly slip from his grip, earning a pout as you grab your bag from off set, procuring the box of tests.

Shayne's hands began to shake as you brought the tests to him, the proof now sitting in his hand has a second wave of realization rushing over him.

He's quick to wrap you into his arms again, whispering his gratitude and love for you. You look up to him, his blue eyes brimming with tears as he presses a soft kiss to your lips.

You sniffle, tearing up a bit yourself as you reach up, wiping Shayne's cheeks as he laughs softly.

"Holy shit, that's a much more dramatic ending than expected.." lan laughed as he wrapped his arms around the two of you, squeezing you gently as he offered his congratulations.

"I can't wait for us to start making baby merch!" Spencer called from off camera, another fit of laughter erupting.

"Smosh's first baby!" Angela gasped, clutching her heart as her and Courtney coo'ed at the idea. The love, warmth and excitement in the room was better than you could've imagined.

"Well, uh, thanks for watching.." Shayne chuckled awkwardly, running a hand through his hair as the other stayed wrapped around your waist, holding you close to his side.

"You guys are gonna have a buff ass baby." Arasha mumbled, her eyes a bit wide at the idea as you chuckled, giving the camera a small wave.

#so soft so warm so fuzzy #i love fluff if yall cant tell #anyways pls lmk what yall think 🫶🫣 #smosh #mine #shayne #shayne topp imagine #shayne topp x reader #smosh games #shayne topp #Shayne topp au #smosh au #dad!shayne #smosh imagine #smosh x reader

[fangirl-writes]

Smosh, Thongs, and Perfect Snogging

Shayne Topp x Fem!Reader

Warning(s): swearing, thongs, gets kinda spicy towards the end but nothing too smutty (making out, hickeys, butt-grabbing lmao)

Notes: This was a rabbit hole I didn’t expect to go down, but here we are.

Summary: you and Shayne have been keeping your relationship on the down low for a while, but as much as you keep sharing clothes, you're just begging to be caught.

“Sooooo," Courtney said, leaning up against your desk. "Who’s shirt are you wearing?”

You choked on your coffee, quickly turning away from your laptop so you could cough it out. “What?”

She grinned. “The shirt. It’s definitely not yours, so who’s is it?”

You wiped your mouth, blushing furiously. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. The shirt’s mine.”

“Oh yeah?” She said, a challenging look in her eyes that made you want to run to the nearest exit. “Why’d you buy a men’s shirt that’s too big in the shoulders and too long in the arms?”

“Uh…style?”

“Bullshit!” She exclaimed, laughing. “Come on, just tell me! Do I know him?”

“What’s going on over here?” Tommy asked, walking over to your desk with Amanda and Angela not far behind.

“Y/N’s wearing a guy’s shirt and she won’t tell me who’s it is,” Courtney explained.

You put your face in your hands. “Tell the whole team why don’t you…”

“Ooh, Y/N’s got a boyfriend,” Amanda teased with a waggle of her eyebrows.

You didn’t deny the accusation (which was true), so they egged on further.

“Where’d you guys meet?”

“When did you start having sex?”

“Do you borrow his clothes often?”

“Is he big?”

“Oh my god, you guys!” You shouted, burying your burning face into your knees. “Can we drop it?”

“Only because we have a shoot to do,” Courtney said. “When we get back I expect all the details.”

You frowned at her as the three of them retreated from your desk.

“They bothering you?”

You looked over and felt yourself relax. Shayne was standing there with a grin, hands tucked awkwardly into the front pockets of his jeans.

“Well, they seem to think I’m wearing a guy’s shirt,” you said with a small smile. “Can’t possibly know what they’re talking about.”

Shane chuckled, glanced around to make sure no one was paying attention, and kissed you on the forehead.

It had been a bit of a running joke between you for a while, but you usually managed to sneakily wear something of the other’s around the office without anyone noticing.

While Shayne’s generally had to be smaller (he’d look pretty obvious wearing one of your shirts), you had more of a selection.

You wore his denim jacket, he wore your fuzzy socks. You wore one of his snapbacks, he wore one of your bracelets. You wore his crewneck, he wore one of your necklaces. You wore his beanie, he wore your belt. You wore his flannel, he wore your sweatpants.

It had been going on for a while, but Shayne’s button-up was the one getting the attention.

“Wait ‘til they find out I’m wearing your underwear,” Shayne whispered.

You blushed. “You are not.”

Shayne grinned, walking away from you towards set.

“Shayne, you are not!” You called after him.

He just laughed.

You dropped yourself back into your chair with a huff.

You and Shayne had been seeing each other on the down low for a while, not feeling comfortable to come forward about it just yet.

It was one thing if the relationship was going strong for a while and it was someone who didn’t work on the crew, but this was still new territory and keeping it to yourselves would make it less awkward if things happened to not work out.

Plus you were pretty sure Shayne liked the rush of sneaking around; stealing kisses when a space was empty (rare), going with you to pick up coffee or props (occasionally), staggering the way you entered the building when you rode to work together (nearly always).

And you could admit that it was pretty fun sharing secret glances or dirty looks that read “I’ll get you back for that later.” But trying to lie to your friends about stuff when they asked was hard.

Still, you could deal with it for now if it meant you could keep your little secret for a bit longer.

“No way!”

You snapped out of your daze, turning from the script you’d been editing as the shouts from set grew louder.

It was a TNTL shoot so nothing unusual about the loudness but something this time drew you towards it.

Saving what you were working on, you got up and went to see what the fuss was about.

You nearly died on the spot when you recognized the hot pink thong that you usually kept tucked safely away in your drawer at your apartment sticking to Shayne’s ass.

Granted, it was mostly covered by his pants but there was still plenty showing, as it was pulled up by the sides probably as far as he could get it.

Keith was in the hot seat but everyone had come out from behind the divider to see this.

“Oh my god,” was thrown around a lot.

Shayne looked pretty proud of himself for this one, a smug look on his face.

“Where did you even get these,” Courtney asked, incredulous.

“Bought them just for this.”

Lie.

He made quick eye contact with you, and you could tell he was trying not to burst into laughter again and give you away.

They fell into the usual outro spiel so you walked back to your desk to start working again before the girls could come finish interrogating you.

Suddenly, however, you found it hard to focus on editing.

It was a Beopardy video so it should be easy for you (you’d edited a hundred of them) but you couldn’t help but notice Shayne’s outfit.

It was a normal one: white shirt, khakis, jacket. But what caught your eye was your necklace that was dangling around his neck.

It was a (first initial) necklace that you’d had for years and, as far as you knew, no one had commented on it the day he wore it.

You felt an odd mix of emotions about this subtle “claim” of him, an obvious but quiet declaration of your relationship that nobody had questioned.

At least, not yet. The video wasn’t posted yet and fans had a way of deducing things about the Smosh team’s private life that they weren’t super comfortable with (whether true or not).

“Y/N!”

You screeched as Damien slammed his hand down on your desk.

“Don’t do that!” You chided, taking off your headphones.

He and Shayne had both gathered at your desk and were smiling, which was suspicious enough.

“What’s this I hear about you wearing a guy’s shirt?” Damien asked.

Damn it, Courtney.

“It’s my shirt,” you defended, going with your original excuse.

Shayne’s grin widened slightly over Damien’s shoulder.

“Well, let’s just see then,” he said, walking over and grabbing the collar of the shirt. “Calvin Klein, nice. Your guy’s got good taste in shirts.”

You frowned and pushed him away.

“Shayne, don’t you have a shirt exactly like that?” Damien asked.

You sucked in a breath.

“Yeah, I do,” Shayne replied. “We must shop at the same stores, Y/N. Maybe I’ll run into him. Maybe I know him.”

You rolled your eyes. “Do you guys have nothing better to do than bug me?”

“As a matter of fact, we don’t.”

You groaned. “Go bug someone else, please. I’m trying to get this video done.”

“You sure?” Damien asked. “Because when I came over here it sure looked like you were enthralled with Shayne’s muscles.”

“Oh, grow up,” you said, watching as Damien scurried away before you could swat at him.

Shayne, on the other hand, not afraid of a swatting, shoved something into your palm below the desk before following Damien.

Confused, you looked down at your hand to find your pink thong in all its glory and a note from Shayne that said, ‘sorry for stealing them. Maybe you can punish me later ;)’

You blushed again and shoved them into your bag before trying to get back to work, which had become nearly impossible now.

You finally got the video done by the time everyone was wrapping up for the day, and good thing, too, because you were ready to get the hell out of there.

“Hey, you need a ride home?” Shayne asked, casually.

You usually “ubered” to work, so it wasn’t unusual for someone to offer you a ride.

It also wasn’t unusual that it was mostly Shayne.

“That’d be great,” you replied brightly.

“Ooh! See if you can pull any more information about this guy out of her,” Courtney said, hanging over Shayne’s shoulder. “We’ve already got that he’s blond, works out, and is a white man.”

“Well, damn, Courtney, that could be half the guys in California,” Shayne joked.

“I know, that’s why your mission” -she poked him in the cheek- “is to get something else out of her.”

“I’ll do my best,” Shayne said, waving Courtney off before turning back to you. “Ready?”

If anyone was paying attention, they just might’ve seen the way you looked at each other and figured you out.

But since no one was, you walked out of Smosh Headquarters after another day of fooling your friends.

“Who do you think will find out first?” You asked when Shayne started driving towards your apartment (which was a little closer than his).

He hummed thoughtfully. “Probably Courtney. She’s got this whole sleuthing thing going on about your guy.”

You hummed. “Damian’s like your best friend, though, surely he’s noticed something different.”

“He hasn’t asked but he does think I’ve been seeing somebody and I’m not ready to introduce her to my friends yet,” Shayne replied.

You nodded. “We’ll have to come clean soon, you know.”

He reached over and grabbed your hand, bringing it to his lips and kissing the back of it.

It was a simple gesture that he did often but it made your stomach flutter each time.

“I know.”

You rode in silence for a while, Shayne holding your hand. You guys hadn’t really discussed how you would tell everyone about your relationship but you knew the conversation was looming now that questions had been raised by your friends/coworkers.

Neither of you were ready for it just yet.

Shayne pulled into the parking lot of your apartment complex and found a spot easily, which seemed to be a superpower of his.

“Shay,” you said hesitantly, squeezing his hand and stopping him before he could leave the driver’s seat. “How are we going to tell them?”

Shayne bit his lip before speaking. “How about we just… let them find out? Stop all the sneaking around and see who sees first? Then we can explain.”

“Okay,” you replied. “I think that’s a good idea.”

He smiled and pressed a kiss to your temple before you both got out of the car.

A memory surfaced and you brightened as you guys got into the elevator.

“You know,” you said. “There’s still a punishment in order for what you did to my poor pink thong.”

Shayne blushed but you also saw the way his eyes darkened in anticipation. “Yeah?”

“Yeah,” you reached over and grabbed his ass before whispering in his ear. “You’ve been a naughty boy.”

Shayne suppressed a moan and watched anxiously for the elevator to hit your floor.

You sneakily leaned over and began kissing his neck, sucking small marks into his skin. An obvious claim this time.

One of his hands landed on your waist and a sound bubbled from his throat that spurred you on.

Sure, this was an elevator with a camera, but people had done much worse things in it.

Still, you weren’t keen on punishing your boyfriend in the elevator and eagerly pulled him along when the doors opened on your floor.

Shayne’s hands wandered as you fumbled with the keys to get your apartment door open.

You would hope nobody walked by, but that was a concern far from your mind at that moment as you pushed open the door and pulled Shayne inside, only to press him up against it as it closed.

Shayne relished in your control as you held his hands above his head and slid your tongue in his mouth.

He hummed into your kiss and chased your lips when you pulled away.

"Ah, ah, ah," you said with a silly waggle of your finger. "This is a punishment, remember?"

He groaned. "I'm gonna hate this, aren't I?"

You chuckled, pulling him towards your bedroom. "Next time, ask to wear my thong, and you might get a reward."

"How soon can I take you up on that offer?"

***

“Holy shit, dude!” Damien said. “How many hickeys did this girl give you?”

Shayne was cursing under his breath.

You knew this was going to happen, and he’d fallen for it like an idiot. A horned-up, desperate-for-his-girlfriend idiot.

You knew he was supposed to shoot today, but now they were going to push those videos back because it wasn’t going to work when his neck and collarbone were covered in bruises.

“Long story,” Shayne said.

Not a lie; it definitely would be.

“Oh, come on, you can’t say this is yours!”

The boys looked over to where Courtney was hovering around your desk again this morning.

You were wearing Shayne’s shirt from yesterday, and he nearly made you both late for work when he saw you in it.

You shrugged.

“Oh, come on!” Courtney almost whined. “It doesn’t even fit you! If you didn’t want me asking about it, then why’d you wear it!”

You shrugged again.

It was driving Courtney insane.

"Hey, Y/N, did you get that footage I sent over?" Anthony asked, appearing seemingly out of nowhere at your desk.

You nodded. "Yeah, I saw it in my email this morning. I can probably get that cranked out and sent back to you by the end of the day if you need it."

"That'd be great, but no rush. Just do your thing."

He paused, face contorting as he looked you up and down.

Courtney noticed that he noticed and hurried to get Anthony in on the gossip: “I know! She’s-“

“Why are you wearing Shayne’s shirt?”

Her sentence died on her tongue and Damien’s mouth dropped open.

“Shayne’s shirt?” she squeaked.

“Yeah, he wore it in the sketch yesterday. Ian sent me a picture of the thong thing- Y/N, why are you wearing his shirt?”

Your face was on fire, and Shayne, it seemed, had stopped functioning.

You could see the pieces clicking together in Damien’s mind as he connected the hickeys to the shirt.

“No,” he said, mouth still wide open. “You guys are-“

“Shayne’s shirt??” Courtney repeated, flabbergasted.

“Um…surprise?” You said, grinning sheepishly.

“How could I have missed that?!” Courtney shouted. “It’s so obvious now! You two are always staring at each other and shit! Gah!”

You laughed awkwardly, avoiding everyone's gaze.

"And you!" Courtney said, pointing a finger at Shayne. "How could you not tell me about this! I need details right now!"

"Courtney, quiet down, you're going to let the whole office know-"

"Oh, I'm gonna tell the whole office! She's been parading around in your shirts for everyone to see!"

You put your head in your hands, regretting every decision that's brought you to now.

Well, except for dating Shayne. Because while Courtney was raving and Damien was laughing, he was looking at you to see if you were okay.

You smiled softly, giving him a small nod.

He smiled back before jumping into normal Shayne mode and ripping right back on Courtney. "You had me try and find out, too! You asked her boyfriend to find out who her boyfriend was!"

You watched them amusedly as the commotion began bringing others around to see what was unfolding.

It wasn't until he cleared his throat that you remembered Anthony was still standing there.

“So,” he said. “Was the thong yours?”

#shayne topp x reader #shayne topp imagine #smosh x reader #smosh imagine

[hayleythesugarbowl]

Could you do headcanons for dating Shayne Topp from Smosh? I’m kind of obsessed with him rn lol

shayne topp x reader headcanons

｡⋆୨୧˚ masterlist • smosh masterlist • shayne x reader fic ｡⋆୨୧˚

a/n: ok, sorry this took so long and i hope you enjoy!! im kinda obsessed with him too ngl but shh 🤫 🤭🍒💌

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dating shayne would include…

ok so like when you were a new member at smosh he was the first to show you the ropes as the sailors say

you became friends with all of the cast really quickly 

and maybe developed a bit of a crush on shayne 

you and courtney hung out often and talked about it 

shayne immediately started liking you and constantly tried to impress you 

he was honestly so scared to ask you out 

but eventually he made the first move

everyone says that they all saw it way before you guys did 

like they placed bets on when you’d get together ian won

the man is a perfect boyfriend 

ever the gentleman

any time you even mention it being a little chilly he’ll give you his jacket 

which definitely smells like his cologne tell me I’m wrong

or put his arms around you 

he takes you out for picnics 

and long walks where you just talk 

you and shayne read together too and it’s so cute

like imagine resting your head on this man’s chest just reading into the night 

you and him and damien hang out all the time obviously 

so many game nights 

he definitely got you a card once that said “you’re my favorite pizza place”

he takes you on so many fun little adventures

posts about you constantly

he always tries to cheer you up whenever you’re upset by making you laugh 

and it works 

always rubbing circles on your back 

and EYE CONTACT 

like you’ll look over and he’s just admiring you 

he thinks (and tells you) that you’re such a creative, talented person 

he definitely played music on the jukebox at a restaurant one time and insisted you dance with him 

much to your embarrassment 

but you loved it

he actually loves it when you run your fingers through his hair 

you make each other laugh constantly 

definitely calls you babe 

he said i love you for the first time on camera because it just slipped out

he then assured you afterwards that he really meant it

“i think I’m falling in love with you y/n”

your first time reading the bible (if you got that reference i love you) he was so sweet and gentle 

he always says he’s so lucky he found you 

“No seriously, you saved me from dating. I don’t know what I’d do without you” 

he loves playing with your jewelry 

you two always win at couples games 

loves getting you gifts that are really specific and thoughtful 

he definitely lost a bet once and, dressed up however you wanted, went out in public and smiled the entire time  

he gets kinda flustered performing in front of you and everyone thinks it’s so cute 

like you’ll watch his old acting jobs together and he’s nervous about what you’ll think

but amidst your teasing you assure him he’s so so talented

you guys will fall asleep together on the couch and it’s so adorable that your friends almost don’t wake you up with an air horn and tease you for it

almost 

he just loves you so much and you’re so happy together <3

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ˋ°•*⁀➷ hope you enjoyed!! i really hope this is what you wanted (and please keep in mind that it’s after 2am as i’m finishing this lol) let me know if you want any other smosh headcanons <3🎀

#shayne topp #shayne topp x reader #shayne topp headcanons #shayne topp x reader headcanons #smosh #smosh headcanons #shayne topp imagine #smosh fanfiction #fanfic #fanfiction #reader insert #headcanon #shayne topp is perfect tell me im wrong

[sage-lights]

imagine anthony’s first meeting back at smosh and ian goes “oh yeah by the way, shayne and courtney are engaged you can’t tell anyone it’s smosh’s secret” and anthony being like “WHAT?!”

#he was an outsider for six years imagine how insane it is to hear that two friends whom you watched grow up are now engaged #anthony padilla #ian hecox #shayne topp #courtney miller #shourtney #smoshblr #i was there man

[mezz000]

I’m crying this tweet from spencer is so funny

#girl what the hell is this #💅 #not ur flop era showing #girlypop #I’m imagining him saying it in his voice #smosh #spencer agnew #angela giarratana #amanda lehan canto #shayne topp #smosh mouth #smoshmouth #smosh pit #smosh crew #smosh cast #smoshpit #smosh games

[shaynetopp-me]

I rediscovered this video and it's been living in my head rent free

arms arms arms arms arms

#imagine if he wore that now #i would die #Shayne topp #smosh shayne #smosh #shayne smosh #smosh games

[smoshysimp]

how it should have gone

shayne x reader

warnings: it’s kinda a sad one

“just, shut up and listen to this.”

shayne rolled his eyes, already obeying with a wordless reply.

you pressed play on your phone and put it down on the center console. soon after, the car’s speakers filled with hepburn’s moon river.

hardly satisfied with your feat, you turned your body toward your door and stared out the window. you were mad at him, because he ruined the moment. the sun was perfectly set in front of the both of you as you drove on the highway. mountains became more prominent on different parts of the horizon. shayne had just finished driving through the majority of albuquerque and you felt the song was fitting for the view, at least, before you started to argue about something you didn’t even remember anymore.

dream maker, you heart breaker; wherever you’re goin’, i’m goin’ your way

you hated when this happened. you found yourself remembering every argument, all forming into one giant fight in your mind. about leaving on time, about family members making the trip hard, about each other making the journey unbearable; no matter how you went about it, you two had basically fought and jabbed at one another the entire time. and the damn song you put on made you feel worse, when it was supposed to romanticize the sunset.

two drifters off to see the world, there’s such a lot of world to see

sometimes, you felt so alone. you felt trapped, because he was with you when you found out about your parents. who else could you talk to about anything? you didn’t have your mentors anymore to help with relationship situations like these. you were too old to google the problem and search for answers. hopeless moments lasted forever, and branded the edges of your memories as if to remind you that you never truly enjoyed a quiet moment.

with a sigh, you placed your hands in your lap and picked at your nails. to your surprise, shayne’s right hand grabbed your left and brought it closer to him.

“i’m sorry. i’m sorry for arguing with you right now, and for arguing so much during the trip. i picked a lot of fights that i shouldn’t have, and i didn’t mean to do that to you. i know it’s really hard, going back after so long and around their anniversary, but i love you, and i know your parents would be proud of you.”

you gave his hand a squeeze as you fought back tears; your head and body still faced the passenger window. “i’m sorry too.”

his thumb brushed against your knuckles. no words were exchanged as the song ended, and it went back to playing whatever was on his playlist.

“can you play it again?” he asked.

you nodded your head, unsure if he saw it. not wanting to break the connection, you grabbed your phone with your free hand. the song played again, and this time, your body faced him as you both silently gazed into the mountainous sunset.

moon river, wider than a mile; i’m crossing you in style someday

#shayne topp x reader #shayne x reader #smosh x reader #shayne topp #smosh #smosh imagine #shayne topp imagine #shayne imagine

[otterfool]

⚠️SWORD AF SPOILERS⚠️

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FERNIE NOOOOOOOOOOOO

#whats with shayne and makin his characters turn evil!! #also i wasnt sure about the podcast format but it rocks #still loved a video but i can work with this #shout out to bein neurodivergent and having a boost in imagination i guess #smosh #sword af #shayne topp #chanse mccrary #angela giarratana #amanda lehan canto #damien haas

[random-imaginess]

HALLOWEEN REQUESTS!!!

I will try and post some Halloween/spooky prompts later today, but I want to try and spark some creativity and get a solid flow back. But until I get the prompts up, if anyone has their own requests they’d like to send in, please feel free to do so!!

I don’t have any specific muses currently, but a list of some people/characters I write for are:

Eli Goldsworthy

Bucky Barnes

Shayne Topp

Aaron Tveit

#eli goldsworthy imagines #eli goldsworthy x reader #bucky barnes imagines #bucky barnes x reader #shayne topp imagines #shayne topp x reader #aaron tveit imagines #aaron tveit x reader

[carlyyyyxbishhop]

Love me like I haven't changed // Shayne Topp // 5

five // Kate

I had figured out that Tuesday's were the worst days. Previously, Sunday had been my least favourite. The fact that we had the whole weekend off, and then Sunday came around with the reminder that there was another week. But I was wrong.

Tuesday's were the days I had therapy. Don't get me wrong, it's not like I hated going to therapy. I mean hell, it was free. My mother decided to fund my self-help endeavour with the promise that I'd visit her again. But, I didn't like going in and drudging up the memories I had of Shayne, the ones I tried so hard to push away.

Charlie had told me the two sessions before that talking about Shayne might help me air out my grievances about what happened, because I still refused to talk about it. I just wasn't ready yet.

And so I sat, 6:00pm on a Tuesday night, waiting for the guy to stick his head out the door and usher me in.

I had decided that Charlie was a good guy, I mean you kind of have to be to do what he does. Charlie was inherently good though. He was kind and quiet and understanding. He also followed what I wanted to do in our sessions which worked well for me.

"Kate?" I looked toward him with a small smile and stood to follow him in.

"How are you Charlie?" I asked politely as I took my usual seat near the window.

"Good thanks, how about yourself?" He returned, taking his usual seat across from me. He picked up his notepad, scribbling something down which I assumed to be a date.

"Yeah I'm okay, I went back to work this week." He raised his eyebrows and glanced toward me.

"Really? That's great Kate." He smiled, taking notes.

"Yeah, everyone at work has been great I guess. No one's asking questions which I guess is because they think there's been a death in the family or something."

"Are you close with anyone at work?"

"Not really," I looked at the window to my right, watching the raindrops roll down it, "I used to have a few work friends but they moved on to other jobs over the years. I keep to myself a bit at work, I don't really talk about my life much."

"What about friends outside of work? You haven't mentioned anyone in our previous sessions." He poked. I mean I can't blame him, I haven't really told him all that much about my life currently, just stuff from 5 years ago.

"Yeah I had some friends, have.. had?," I spoke as more of a question than a statement, "We had lots of friends, as in Shayne and I. Mostly they were his friends that sort of adopted me. I mean, when I moved here I didn't really have anyone. And like.. I still talk to some of them when they reach out to me but I've sort of stopped reaching out now. I mean it kind of feels weird speaking to them knowing they're speaking to him too." I rambled.

Charlie looked up for a second while he was taking notes, "So you feel like they aren't your friends anymore?"

"I guess... I mean I was friends with some of them more than Shayne was. It just doesn't feel right to reach out now."

"So you didn't just lose your boyfriend, you lost your friends too." He offered, I nodded in response.

"Yeah I guess you could put it like that."

"So do you think that's the only thing keeping you from reaching out, the fact that you feel like they're his friends more than yours?" He prompted.

"I guess there's also the fear that he might have told them what happened between us. I mean, it wasn't all my fault but I still feel a bit guilty about everything that happened." I looked back to the window and let out a breath that I had been holding in.

"Do you think Shayne is the type of guy to tell his friends about what happened?"

"No... not really. He's good at keeping things to himself. I know he would have told his best friend and I know his best friend is good at being a neutral party in situations like this."

"Has this best friend reached out to you?" He asked, pencil in his mouth and concerned look on his face.

"Damien? Yeah he did. Right after we split up he came around to see me when he didn't hear from me for a few days. I told him I was fine though, I didn't really have much to say then because I was still so angry at Shayne."

"And so, Damien hasn't reached out since then?" I could understand his confusion, we were talking about a situation he still had no idea about.

"No he hasn't, I asked him not to for a while. I just figured Shayne would need him more than me." Charlie nodded in response.

"So who's there for you? Who's your Damien?" I looked toward the window again, holding back tears while I thought of a response to the question. There was no response.

"My mother I guess," I looked back toward Charlie, "I mean I haven't told her what happened, she just knows Shayne and I split and that it was particularly messy." He nodded again.

"Well the closer we get to what happened, the more I'll understand about the situation," He began, "How about you start us off where we left it last time." He smiled slightly, trying to diffuse from my obvious discomfort. I nodded in agreement.

"I actually brought the diary I was using at the time to prompt my memory," His smile widened at this.

"Oh that's great, you journal. Do you still journal?" I nodded.

"Yeah, pretty much every day."

"Great, I'll let you find the next page and we can begin." I smiled, picking up the small book and flicking through the pages of memories from 5 years ago.

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[luckyyluka]

An Idea...

Shayne Topp x gn!reader

Summary: New video title, We Try Shayne's Crazy Idea! Sniper chess. You're on Shayne's team, his sniper, and you need just a little bit of guidance from your teammate...

Requested: "After your love is blind fic for Shayne I haven’t been able to get this idea out of my head... Shayne x Reader during sniper chess. I saw this comment on the sniper chess video and it absolutely hit the nail on the head. I’d love a flustered Reader and flirty Shayne during sniper chess" from winifrede!

Notes: NO use of y/n! That's about it. I hope you guys enjoy this!!! Let me know if you want a part two... I have so many ideas :)

Credits: dividers by @cafekitsune

Trigger Warnings: None.

"a little lower... there! that's perfect."

shayne verbally guided you until the nerf gun in your hands was aiming right for the chess pieces on the table across the room from you. you trusted him, and pulled the trigger.

sure enough, the nerf dart hit the chess piece, knocking over not one, but two pieces.

"see? you're perfect," he said to you with little thought.

his eyes studied you as you put the safety on the nerf gun and straightened your posture.

you turned towards arasha and spencer next to you to hide the blush that crept onto your face, and handed the gun off to them. there was no way shayne didn't see how red your face just got.

it was his favorite sight - you, with your face a various shade of pink in reaction to something he had said to you. he loved knowing he had any sort of effect on you, though he'd never admit that he even knew such a thing. 'oh you were blushing? i hadn't noticed...'

the flirty nature that settled between you two always managed to make itself known every time you guys were around each other. you were sure the others have noticed, but you were just friends, after all. what's the harm in a little flirting with a friend?

oh, i don't know... maybe when you actually are falling for that friend!?

oh, shut up, brain. i'm not falling for anybody.

whether you were telling the truth or merely just in denial didn't matter to you. if you were to confess anything, there was always the possibility that you might lose him. that idea alone was something you couldn't bear to think about.

so you let it the thought fade out, focusing only on the game in front of you. arasha and shayne had taken their seats at the chess board again to make their next moves.

shayne took his time, he wanted to win this. so once he made his move, arasha was up before the chess piece had even reached the board. shayne quickly joined the group as spencer turned the safety off on the nerf gun.

he aimed it with precision.

the room was so quiet that you almost jumped when he cocked the gun.

he pulled the trigger.

phweew!

the nerf dart flew, hitting one of your team's chess pieces and knocking it down.

everybody applauded for spencer. he knew how to aim a gun, that's for sure. he handed the gun off to you, and you took it with shaking hands.

"hey, don't worry. we got this," shayne noticed you shaking, and got what might almost be considered too close as he whispered the reassuring words in your ear. it sent a chill down your spine, and you felt the heat rise on your cheeks yet again. damn it, you cursed to yourself, if it was any easier to make me blush i'd never show my face again.

you aimed the gun, waiting for shayne's approval before pulling the trigger. you moved carefully, and it took all the power you had in you to stay still as shayne's hand stayed on your back - his attempt to reassure you.

"you're a damn good aim," he complimented you, "but you're just a little off. here," he reached from behind you and placed his hand over yours at the barrel of the gun. carefully, he moved the gun just a hair to the right and instructed you to shoot.

you did as you were told, and you pulled the trigger.

phwee!

the nerf dart hit the other team's king chess piece and knocked it off the board.

you almost forgot in the midst of the excitement, but you made sure to turn the safety on and set the gun down before cheering for yourself.

"let's go!" shayne shouted.

spencer clapped for you, genuinely noting how well you did.

finally, shayne turned around to face you. "you did fantastic," he praised with a big smile on his face.

your cheeks were once again pink as you blushed. man, this is embarrassing.

"thank you," you meant to speak louder. but your voice was meek as you smiled back at him.

in his excitement, he wrapped his arms around you, picking you up and spinning you around. you laughed as his eyes met yours, and once he had turned a full 360•, he set you down gently.

thankfully, everybody was too busy laughing and talking to each other to notice the exchange. shayne lightly tugged at the sleeve of your shirt, gesturing for you to follow along.

he stepped out of the room quietly, like a ninja trying to evade his enemies, and you followed suit.

he pulled you into a room, and you looked at him with your head tilted like a confused puppy dog.

"what?" you asked him.

i just wanted you to know that i had so much fun with you today. thanks for being my sniper." he smiled at you, a gentle smile as he held eye contact. the exchange felt... intimate, almost, but you didn't let your mind wander that far.

"you couldn't have told me this back there?" you giggled softly.

he shook his head.

"not if i wanted to do this," he took a deep breath, as if trying to calm his nerves, before moving in to catch your lips with his own.

he kissed you like he was parched, and you were the first drop of rain in months.

his hands went to cup both sides of your face, fingers lacing through your hair as he held you steady. your arms wrapped around him as you leaned into the kiss. the initial shock of it all had surpassed and you were hypnotized by him.

finally, he managed to pull himself away, but he didn't open his eyes just yet. you hesitated to open yours as well, not wanting the dream to end. but when you did open them, he was still standing there in front of you.

"i kind of really like you," he confessed.

you nodded, "i kind of really like you, too," you chuckled.

"let me take you to dinner?"

you were about to say yes, absolutely. but something stopped you.

"shayne... what about -"

"don't worry," he stopped you, as if he knew what you were going to say. "i already talked to ian and anthony," he laughed a little.

"what?" you asked, surprised. has he been thinking about this for that long?

"ian confronted me and said he was tired of seeing us flirt all the time. i laughed it off, and so did he... but then he actually gave me the go-ahead."

you laughed at the situation, how absurd it truly seemed. "well then... yes. of course you can take me to dinner," you smiled wide, your heart skipped a beat as you realized this was really happening.

shayne smiled warmly, and he couldn't look away from you. "great, and now we need to go to HR and have a meeting about it," he half-joked. that was something to worry about later, because he couldn't take it anymore.

he had to have you.

he moved in to kiss you again, with more passion, more intensity. the two of you moved together, you were seemingly in sync as your hands roamed each other's bodies, slowly.

after pulling away, you couldn't help but notice that he looked so beautiful. so wonderful, with stars in his eyes. oh, how lucky you were to have someone like him in your life. how lucky you were to be loved by him. and he did truly love you. he has for years now.

you'd never accept it, but he knew. he knew how lucky he was to have you. how lucky he was to be loved by you. and he couldn't be happier to have you in his arms now. he could finally call you his, and he was yours.

what a wonderful idea.

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[sassylegshayne]

can't take my eyes off of you - chapter two

hello hello!! chapter two is here you little gremlins, with smut as I promised 😇 nobody in the story uses protection but wrap it before you tap it!! lmk what you guys think! mwah xx lees

3k words

smut!!!! do not read if you're under 18!!!!!!

Shayne opened the door with a lopsided grin as he leaned against the doorframe, his blue eyes shining brightly as he happily stared at you; it felt like he could do it for the rest of his life.

"I didn't know if you'd show up, if I'm being honest." He chuckled as he took a step back, your eyes were wide and cheeks flushed.

Every moment since he walked out of the office did nothing but fuel your nerves and excitement. You weren't sure that you could distinguish a line between the two anymore as you stepped into his apartment.

The smell of Shayne's bodywash filled your senses as you moved past him, slipping your shoes off by his and setting your bag aside.

Your cheeks flushed yet again as you turned to him- the space between you was little to none. It felt like all the air had been sucked from your eyes met his.

You took a shaky breath as you Swallowed down the lump in your throat.

"You earned a prize, didn't you? I'm here to give you your reward." You spoke quietly, your tone playful and silvery as you looked up to him with brows raised.

Shayne couldn't help himself any longer, having wasted enough time thinking about how your lips tasted, he didn't want this chance to slip away.

His calloused hands felt smoother than you expected as he cupped your cheeks gently, your heart thudding in your chest. You could feel your hands begin to tremble from nerves, but all of it melts away when Shayne presses his lips to yours slowly.

A few small pecks, timid and testing just leave you wanting more. His lips were so much softer than you'd imagined, a small whimper leaving you as your hands rest on his forearms, the muscles tight beneath your touch.

Shayne is slow to pull away, your bottom lip tugged between his teeth as he eyes you. You didn't think much of the noise you made but with the look in his eyes, Shayne would be.

In a swift motion, you're off your feet, a squeal of shock leaving you as Shayne hoists you into s arms, your legs instinctively wrapping around his torso as his hands gripped gently at your hips. He couldn't help but chuckle as you looked down at him on awe, his muscles flexing against you as he carried you down the hall with ease.

"Shayne, I can-" You began to protest, your words dying on your tongue as he pressed his lips to yours once again. You felt your back press against what you assume to be his bedroom door, barely able to give it a moment of thought before you back hits the soft mattress.

"You could walk, yeah.." He trailed off as he climbed over you, his breath hot on your neck as he dipped down. "But I could also just carry you around, which is much more fun for the both of us, don't you think?"

Your hands quickly found solace in his damp hair, too shy to explore his body just yet. He nipped lightly at your skin, humming softly as he trailed his lips to your ear.

You couldn't find it in yourself to speak, worried that if you were to open your mouth, your words would fail you. A small gasp escapes your parted lips as Shayne nips softly at your ear, his hands sliding just under your top, gripping your hips gently.

He let his thumbs rub softly against your skin as he licked and bit at your neck, a low rumble of a moan leaving him as he takes in a deep breath, your smell absolutely intoxicating him.

You tug gently at his hair, rolling your hips into his touch, Shayne's attention quickly turning to your lips, his touch sweet and needy at the same time. He pressed his forehead to yours, a lazy grin on his face.

"You're okay with this, right?" He couldn't help himself from chuckling a bit as he asked, almost embarrassed. You felt your heart flutter at his question, quickly pressing your lips to his a few more times before murmuring a breathy 'yes' against him.

Shayne rolls his hips into yours, his bulge grinding against your core perfectly, a whine leaving you at the feeling.

"Y/N.." He began, your eyes opening quickly as he sat up, your heart racing. You found Shayne sat up, still sat between your legs, begging to tug his shirt over his head.

The moment felt like a dream as Shayne tossed the fabric aside, your mouth agape as you finally get the chance to see– fuck that, feel this man. You were sure you'd melt into a puddle on his mattress.

"Would you mind if pick my prize?" He continued, brows raised a bit as his hands rested on your thighs, rubbing them gently as you attempted to make a coherent thought.

"No.. I don't mind." You answered, confused but more than happy to do just about anything Shayne asked you to.

His tongue darted out, wetting his kiss-swollen lips as he smiled, leaning over you once more, whispering a 'thank you' against your neck. You let Shayne take his time, a motive clear in his mind.

He takes his time in undressing you, kissing just about every inch of skin that he can. Your fingers tangle in his hair as he licks and sucks at your breasts, light bruises leaving a trail down your abdomen before Shayne settles his face between your legs.

He guides your legs over his shoulders, a deep moan leaving him as you timidly spread your legs, your wetness on full display for you. His nails dig gently into your thighs as he grips them, looking up to you from between them.

"ls this okay?" Shayne's voice had taken a tone you'd never heard before, his voice low and gutteral; it sent goosebumps across every part of your body.

"Fuck, Shayne, yes.. please.." You insisted, feeling an aching need for him boiling inside of you. Witha small smile, he leaned in, biting at your inner thigh, leaving you gasping softly.

"Good, now spread your legs more." He instructed, his tone leaving no room for argument as you widened your eyes, nodding softly. "Wider."

After adjusting your hips a bit, Shayne slid his arms under you, tugging you closer to him with a small moan, your heat just inches from his lips. His breath is teasing as you fight back pleas of release, his fingertips gripping gently at you, calling your attention to him.

"Eyes on me." You don't get another second efore Shayne's sliding his tongue languidly between your folds, slowly lapping at your wetness, his blue eyes now cloudy and dark.

You can't hold back anymore, letting yourself become a mess of moans, whimpers and praise as he devours your like it's his last meal.

Shayne seemed to refuse to take a breath, his lips suckling at your clit, then his tongue delving into you to drink up every sip of sweetness you could give him.

Every noise you made sounded like a symphony, his moans and groans against you just bringing you closer to your release. Your thighs shake softly around his head, his hands quickly moving to your thighs, Shayne's muscles rippling as he held your legs open. You let your head fall back on the mattress, your hips bucking into him as your eyes squeezed shut.

With a small whine, he pulled back for a short second, his eyes meeting yours again as his lips dripped of you. "Y/N.. you taste like fucking heaven."

He quickly darted his tongue across your clit teasingly before latching his lips around it once more, the feeling sending you over the edge as your vision blurred. Your muscles tightened, gripping at his sheets as you moaned out his name and strings of obscenities. Shayne pulled away from your dripping cunt with a lazy grin, his face soaked with you, the sight sending chills down your spine and your hands tugging at his face. You pull him in for a kiss, slipping your tongue past his lips as you main against him, the taste of yourself mixed on his tongue.

He pulled away with a groan and a soft chuckle. "You have no clue how long I've wanted to do that for.."

Shayne made quick work of shoving his pants aside, kicking them off the bed with his boxers to be delt with later. You trailed a hand down his chest, meeting his fist as he stroked his throbbing cock.

The whimper he let out rang loudly in your ears as you looked up to him, finding his eyes already on yours.

"Can I–" "Yes, please." You interrupted him, almost making him laugh before you're pressing your lips to his, your hands gripping gently at his biceps, barely able to hold on to his arms.

Shayne makes quick work of sliding his tip between your slit, groaning as your wetness coated him. He pushed in slowly, groaning as he let his head fall into the crook of your neck, your moans mixing in the cool air.

He places a few slow kisses to your neck as he buries himself inside of you, your warmth and tightness enough to make him crazy.

Shayne couldn't imagine he'd ever get to be here with you, and fuck, was it so much better than he would've thought.

With slow, deep thrusts he begins to stretch you with ease, your lips muttering his name. He takes a second between his rhythmic thrusts to take in the view, your body beautifully on display as you take his cock with pleasure.

Your walls clench and tighten around his shaft, tension coiling inside of you as each jolt of Shayne's hips takes you closer to your climax. Feeling his muscles tense as you grip gently at his back, pulling him closer to you as you cum around him.

Shayne moans your name against your skin as you do, his brows pulled together tightly as his breath hitches in his throat, unable to hold on any longer. He fills you quickly, his parted lips finding yours in an instant, the kiss a mess of moans and whimpers as you came down.

Shayne pulled out slowly, much to your dismay, his lips pecking gently at yours. You can feel your heartbeat everywhere, your breath labored as you lay back into the mattress, letting your eyes flutter shut.

A small chuckle escapes the man above you as he settled into the bed beside you, pulling you into his side. Shayne presses his lips faintly to your forehead, smiling softly, his cheeks pink.

"I think that test was well worth the prize." He teased, giving you a gentle squeeze before getting up, heading into the adjoined bathroom.

You sit up a bit, rolling your eyes as you hear the water running. "What if I make you do the test every time?"

The blonde man returned with a grin and a damp washcloth as he nudged you to lay back again, gently cleaning up the mess he had made as he placed a few chaste kisses to your thighs.

"All l'm hearing is that you've planned my new work out routine and that we're gonna do that again." Shayne chuckled, your cheeks flushing as he rummaged through his clothes, finding a shirt and some sweatpants for you to borrow.

As you two quietly dressed, he hummed in thought. "Hungry yet?"

Shayne had kept you over much later than you planned that night, feeding you a delicious new Mediterranean dish he'd cooked before bending you over the kitchen counter.

You two found each other the next few nights in a row after that, leaving you standing in Shayne's kitchen again. This time, digging in the freezer for his tub of ice cream, his Pikes Peak shirt adorning your body.

A quick slap on your ass has you laughing and standing up quickly, a playful glare being shot at Shayne as he grabbed a spoon, poorly hiding a laugh.

"Can I ask you something?" He began, taking the lid off of the carton you held before sticking the spoon in. You nodded, his words making you shovel the spoonful in quickly.

"Whatever this is that we're doing.." Shayne let out a small chuckle as he gestured between the two of you. "You're okay with it, right?"

You hadn't put much thought to what exactly you two could be classified as, besides an issue for HR.

"I am, but we probably shouldn't be doing whatever this is since we work together though... right?" You trailed off, holding the spoon out to him.

Shayne nodded, taking the bite before continuing. "Right, thought so too." He hums in thought for a moment before holding out his pinky finger. "Sworn to secrecy."

You couldn't help but laugh as you rolled your eyes, linking your finger with his.

You'd managed to avoid shoots with Shayne for a few days, you honestly weren't sure how well you'd be able to keep your composure around him now. As the week finished up, a TNTL popped up on your schedule, one you hadn't previously been slated for.

'did you get me put on a shoot?'

You were quick to send Shayne a text, recalling him mentioning being on the Blind Pairs early in the week.

'you think have that sorta pull without making it look weird?'

Your phone pinged, Courtney's head popping up from their desk next to yours, your cheeks flushed as you offered them an apologetic smile.

'i do, but don't ask questions, Kiana said we could probably use some help'

You rolled your eyes, taking a deep breath as you prepared yourself. Shayne had definitely been trying to see you at work, but you were able to excuse away every reason to run in the opposite direction.

He hasn't brought it up to you outside of work yet, and you were so thankful. You didn't want to avoid him, but quite literally the opposite.

Now that you've opened this door, you don't wanna go back. You wanted so badly to feel the ripple of his muscles under your fingertips, feel his lips exploring your skin; you'd do anything to touch him, to do anything you absolutely shouldn't be doing to him at work.

So your simple solution was to dance and dart around him. If he teased you that badly before you two began.. whatever it is, you didn't want to imagine how bad it'd be now.

As the clock ticked on, you chewed at your lip, heading towards the set with Court and Amanda. Shayne stood off to the side, chatting with Damien and Garrett, but his eyes darted to you as soon as you entered the room, a smile tugging at his lips.

You kept your eyes off of him as best as possible, but as you stood beside Erin and Luke you'd realized your mistake, Shayne darting toward the divider right by you.

When he'd come back from wandering off set for his bit for Angela, you couldn't take your eyes off of his arms. The shirt was probably two sizes too small, but you didn't mind.

"Oh, shit.." Shayne groaned, the sound causing your cheeks to flush, brows raised as you find him stuck in the shirt. You watch for a moment as Garrett and Chanse attempt to help him to no avail.

"Y/N.. can you help?" Shayne called out, his voice wavering with laugher as your giggles finally began. You stepped on to the set, just barely in view of the camera.

You slip your fingers under the tight top, feeling every valley of every muscle as you push it up, your hands running against Shayne's abs and chest as you finally get it over his torso before gliding your hands to his biceps.

The laughter of everyone around you seems silent as Shayne's heavy breathing feels like it in your ear, feeling his chest rise and fall with every breath.

You grip at his biceps, trying your best to be gentle as you pull him free, his muscles throbbing from the restriction. Shayne let out a groan of relief anda bit of laughter as he finished tugging it off, tossing it aside as his eyes met yours.

He didn't even have to tease you, he just had to be stupid enough to do that again.

#so this is my first smut ive posted 🫣 #please lmk what yall think #mine #shayne #shayne topp #shayne topp x reader #shayne topp imagine #shayne topp smut #shayne topp smosh #yall want chapter three? what ab chapter four?

[supercalime]

i totally agree with the vast majority of what you posted about shayne and courtney and fans entitlement to their private lives. i dislike that the fandom so heavily sees things through a 'shipping' lens - angela and damien look at each other for more than three seconds, so here's fourteen fics about them fucking. like it's so deranged and so so strange and fundamentally unfair for everyone involved.

it is the same when people want them all to be best friends irl so bad it causes them genuine distress when they say 'we're just co-workers who have a good time'. i understand parasocial relationships and am aware that some are closer than others (some are married i've heard lol) but if it makes you want to keel over and die to hear arasha call courtney her co-worker...genuinely seek help, that's not good for you.

as someone who came back in the buy-back era and who was a fan at the height of the defy shourtney shipping era, i think it's okay to be like 'aww in videos i always thought they had chemistry!' but the stalking, obsessive stuff is unhealthy at best and wrong at worst.

i worry now about the hyper-focus that will be put on shayne and courtney in videos, both together and apart. i think it's super brave of them to go public (also something they may have felt they had to do, given public records) and i hope that people will be able to dial in to respect them and their relationship!!

Thank you, I feel like I’m going crazy, I’m glad others agree!

Bro I can’t even IMAGINE what the “fans” are going to act now. I mean, I can, and it doesn’t look good.

Im calling it now, if the “fans” will keep an even closer look on Courtney’s body now. They will try to prove a pregnancy and I think that will be worse than what it has already been. If there’s an actual pregnancy that somehow gets announced this year, how much you wanna bet that they will use the time Amanda mentioned a smosh baby to prove they were right and knew all along?

If this weren’t Shayne and Courtney, who had to endure stalkers, harassment, unwanted sexual advances from fans, fanfics written about them, people speculate their relationship by every single interaction they had at work, I would have just gone “omg, so cool! Good for them”, but this poor couple had to hide their relationship, hide an engagement! Courtney wasn’t able to wear a goddamn engagement ring, all to protect their privacy.

Im happy for them but again, heartbroken by the fandom once again.

Anyway, all these posts, fights and interactions made me resent the channel I’ve watched for more than a decade so quickly it was actually shocking. Which fucking sucks cause smosh has never been about romantic relationships and this news shouldn’t have affected the fandom for better or for worse.

Im gonna take a step back from the company, at least for now. I’ve unsubscribed to all the channels and unfollowed everyone. I hope I can get back to watching them but for now I legit feel icky, as stupid as it sounds.

I also learned my lesson for good, never ever interact with the rest of the smosh fans, it’s almost never worth it.

#sorry for the long response love #I still have a lot to say lol #God imagine what the comment section of todays culinary crimes is like yikes. #fans really can ruin an experience #ask #Smosh #courtney miller #shayne topp #shortney #shartney #shourtney #lety rambles